Surreal

Lots of strange things going on as this class winds down and the family drifts back together. Youngest is off at sleepaway camp until Friday. Tomorrow I head for Huntsville (Space Center) until Friday - the last gasp of my class. As usual, pretty sure I aced it, not because it was a challenge, but because I could pretend to take some of it seriously, and do the work.

On the trip to NY, one of the tires kept bleeding air. Several nails removed, but apparently one was at a bad angle, and prevented repair. So a new one was purchased en route back to Tennessee. As if that wasn't enough strangeness, today I took a cold shower. Not for the usual reasons, but the water heater went out. Good thing it wasn't when everybody was gone. Small leak, shorted out the thermostat, but the darn thing was nearly 20 years old, and we knew it was going to give it up sooner or later. At least it didn't rupture and flood the place.

Once the family got home, they treated me to a trip to Target for my Father's Day Present - Rock Band for the Wii. Seems they were exposed during the trip by Libba Bray's son, who gave it to HIS dad for Father's Day. Lots of fun, and we are drifting into our own roles. Just kind of spooky to walk into the living room and hear my oldest belting out a Ramones song (she gravitated to the microphone).